He growled when he felt the burning of his wound in the abdomen from a mission. Your job as 'kakushi' was to treat injuries to the best of your ability, and that's what you were doing with the pillar of fire: Kyojuro Rengoku. Kyojuro was sitting on a stretcher; bandaged from his multiple wounds but he kept his gaze cold and emotionless. You, on the other hand, were kneeling between his legs treating his wound; a nice position.

“Are you almost done down there?”